Poems-my first poetry site!

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The story goes on and on and on

Why is the world round?
Why are people mean?
Why do boys like their toys
Why does he love me?
Why doesn’t she like me?
why isn’t technology friendly?
Why are children starving?

Why do I have to wake up early?

I am a tree. Animals pee on me. Bugs crawl over me.
Birds poop on me. Humans chop me down.
I have no choice.

Why is the crazy lady talking to the tree?
Can the tree hear?
Should I phone 911?
Should I ask her if she needs help?
Should I do something?
Does she need meds?
Can you do anything?

I am a rock……

(this is from today’s NaPoWriMo prompt. I really like to try writing outside my style. It is like a free class! We were to have every line a question except for the last line. I guess this is a two poems, part of a long saga?)